11.05.2011

claire.

I met her two years ago at a time in my life when I was feeling fearless, curious, and open to new things. I had taken the leap and moved to Montana for an intense 6 months of photography training. It was scary, but I craved the thrill. I had chopped 13 inches off of my hair the Fall before school and so was desperately wanting it to grow back. When I met Claire all of that went out the window and I instantly wanted to chop it off again. (In my own bathroom with a pair of craft scissors. At 2:00 AM.) She has that effect on me, and I'm pleased to say some things never change. Except when I saw her this time I was not only tempted to cut my hair short but I also wanted to finally get a tattoo and my nose pierced (in all seriousness.)

She's infectious, like a breath of fresh air. She's someone I feel comfortable telling anything, someone who nurtures (without intention) my creativity, someone who helps me to remember what's important in life, and more significantly, someone who makes me laugh. Everyone needs a Claire in their life. I've decided this. I'm glad I have mine.